We were blessed with ONE nice day so far this month. And not many last month. Or the month before. I had allowed myself to be drawn into the web of lies that is our local weather forecasting, and had looked forward to a productive weekend. It is always better if I can spread my voluminous to-do list over two days, as opposed to one. Because (shockingly) there are only 24 hours in one day and I do need to sleep an hour or two.
It was not to be. Friday: Wet mist and overcast. Saturday: Wet mist and overcast. So Sunday it was boots on the ground and flat out. Today was supposed to be sunny. Monday: Wet mist and overcast. But it wasn't a total loss. Imagine my delight in discovering that here, all along, I have been raising a surprise 'crop'. That's right - Call me Frenchie and dip me in Merlot. I've been raising Escargot! I have very thoughtfully provided them with a large bed of delectable kale, while Pa Nature has kept them nice and moist so they can slide around with ease: munching here, munching there.
I wonder if I can sell the locals on home preserved, free range, organic, natural, humanely raised escargot.
Non?
14 comments:
Go for it. You may have hit upon the latest 'in" thing.
Susan - Yes, all I need to do is get to the point where I can actually touch one.
No loss without some gain!
TWH - Funny, that's what I say to myself every morning when I step on the scale...
LOL, the idea sounds really enterprising, don't know how profitable though. Who's going shuck those buggers (pun intended).
Your weather sounds like the last week around here. Nice today but there are supposed to be chance of showers through Tuesday.
DH - Well, it's not going to be ME! I'm not going near them with a 10-foot hat pin.
I can tell you right off I would NOT be trying to use that delectable, large bed of kale. Eeeuuuw! Hate those slimy buggers.
We've had three lovely fall days. Tomorrow is supposed to start the rain. No wait. I think tomorrow is supposed to be nice, too. But I'm not going to be home so I guess I've already crossed it off the list of productive time. So it goes. We can only do so much. When does that beautiful Indian Summer begin??
My aunt used to eat those with melted butter and garlic, in the shell. Yuck!
One of our close friends raised escargot....did he ever tell you about it?
Mama Pea - Luckily for both of us, said kale bed looks like a sea of dark green Swiss cheese and forlorn stems. It is not tempting in the least. I think, if we blinked, we'd miss our Indian Summer.
LHB - Truth be told, I used to eat snails at my favorite local Italian restaurant. Many, many, many years ago when I was chic.
Sylvie - Would this be the tall Swede? I would not be surprised. And now I have a topic of conversation to raise over a glass of schapps this winter.
You are a funny girl! I wouldn't be touching them slimy things either, yuck! Sorry about the loss of your kale. :(
It is quite amusing.............
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